So on Thanksgiving day my soon to be new sponsor calls to let me know that my commercial visa expires – that’s right – tomorrow. So the day after Thanksgiving we’ve all got to hop on a plane and head over to Bahrain so we can come back into Kuwait on visit visas. Amazingly stupid system. We used to be able to buy the ticket, clear customs, wait a bit, “miss” our flight, come back in on a new visa, refund the ticket, and be done in less than two hours. Anita got busted trying that several months back so now we have to burn a ridiculous amount of money and an entire day to do the same thing. The quickest and generally cheapest flight is to Bahrain. So we get the tickets, check in at the counter, get our boarding passes for our flight TO Bahrain and are sent on our way. Having lived through this goat rope once before we ask for our return trip boarding passes. This is a feat beyond all human comprehension and totally beyond the idiots working the counter. After a little ugly American time we get a manager who won’t give us the passes but calls Bahrain and assures us they’re waiting for us when we get there since we’re coming back on the same plane. Of course when we get there there are not boarding passes. Off to the transit counter. No passes and she can’t issue them because someone in Kuwait screwed up her system and sent them to the gate. She sends us to the wrong gate to get them. Once we find the Kuwait flight gate the moron working there seems to know nothing about anything. After spending several minutes calling other people who knew nothing he finally gets someone who confirms we’re on the flight and that he’s supposed to give us our boarding passes. Only problem now is that he has no computer, no printer, no anything needed to print boarding passes at his work space. What he does have is a series of blank airline tickets. After some prompting from our side and some more phone calls he takes said blank tickets and – no kidding – writes out three tickets by hand. He tears the stubs off and hands us the handwritten boarding pass stubs as we enter the jetway. The flight crew seemed to have no problem with our tickets and showed us to our seats. So I guess the next time I have to do all of this we’ll print some blank tickets up, write in our names, and hop on board!